Baby Bash:Numero Uno Lyrics

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(Kookie:)"I'm the one""I'm the one""I'm the one""Oh, no, no""I'm the one""I'm the one""I'm the one"(Bobby Bland:) "Oh, no, no, baby"

(Verse 1: Baby Bash)It's the numeroUno, number one chuloRidin' on the slab, with a top notch cool, ohEverybody you know, say they do it bigBros do it real sumo, that's what it isI'm a Dope House profit, suckers can't stop itThey might got muscle, but they got no logicAnd I got a big heart, by the size of a lionFive minus four, girl, without even tryin' (Ugh!)Now stir that up and add it upFrom Mexico to CanadaProfessional, no amateurAnd you gon' bust two times, when I smack it upThen beat it upThen spank it upTill the ({*motherfuckin'*}) DJ crank it upI strip the game butt-naked, girl, line by lineHold up, let me bust it to you one more time

Now you can goBlack, or you can go whiteYou can go red or brown, but it still ain't rightIf the sauce ain't tight, and the swag ain't cripsyWith that bullshit, you can't miss meCrissy Lizzy's, don't get nathin'They about drama, I'm about bakin'Never would I fake, 'cause I just don't purrTen thousand square feet, and you ain't even gotta work (Ugh!)'Cause I'm the cash and the check one, candy paint wet oneSpace fly like a punk rock JetsonAlways down to holla, holla, let's bet oneThe one your mama told you, "Baby, go get one"

I tips and dips in Cadillacs (Cadillacs)And I don't even trip off battle raps (Battle rapsBlow so much purp', I get asthma attacks (Asthma attacks)Find this thick little mami, and I handle that (Ugh!)By the way, I'm 'bout these collar greens (Yeah)Sqaures don't know, that's what dollar means (Uh uh)Straight up out that Valley Jo/VallejoH-Town, Texas, Cali, broYee!